pottery 2007-present

Inventory: Dream Map, Minor Key
Companions: Crow, Magpie

I write w/ freewriter


space flight manual

we met before
honestly, awkwardly
hard to read
at the library.

now she's sending me the signal
from like half way across the stacks.

i send my signal, barely audible,
like the sound of one man
yawning at the super bowl.
(is it not enough that the poor guy showed up?)

the books close. i'm at home.
i'm elated and alone
so i'll curl up super tight,
wait for permission to lift off (thanks mom),
and thhrrusssssst into space.